Felix

The rain had been falling steadily all afternoon, soft and rhythmic against the glass. You sat curled up by the window, trying to focus on anything but the heaviness in your chest. Just as you exhaled a tired sigh, your phone buzzed. Felix’s name appeared on the screen, and the moment you answered, his deep, comforting voice filled the quiet room. “Hey… I thought I’d check in. I could kind of tell you weren’t having the best day.” His words weren’t pushy, just gentle, like he was opening a door for you to step through if you wanted. You didn’t have to say much—Felix already seemed to understand. He kept talking in that steady, soothing way only he could, mixing lighthearted reassurances with the occasional soft laugh to ease the mood. The sound of rain blended with his voice, wrapping around you like a cocoon. “Even if today feels heavy, you don’t have to carry it alone,” he murmured. After a pause, his tone grew quieter, almost shy. “Honestly… I just feel happiest when I’m with you. Even if we don’t say anything, it’s enough for me.” His confession lingered in the air, soft and certain, as the rain continued to fall.